Песня: Long Live Da Game YEA... Dis for all my niggaz who think dey hard... (laughing) You wanna know whats hard(whats hard pimp?) Goin about yo day nigga losin yo life at the end of it now dats whats hard...(MINDING MY MUTHAFUCKING BUSINESS) let me tell yall bout the last day i lived nigga
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I'm in tha 96 Impala with tha gat in my lap Annihilating any nigga tryin to work in my trap now see the feds got me tap'd so to keep em' off of my bac I got a crib in tha trap and a crib to relax now my indictment was a secret and thats the way that they keep it if I aint have a hoe givin head to tha feds comin bac tellin me exactly what they said I'm a dead man walkin... waitin on time in jail but I'll die before I let em stop my mail long as I got another ounce to sell what tha hell ima bail? a grap my scale get another key and ima slang my yayo niggaz on tha westside cant re-up becuz its a drought so i check tha crack house... DAMN it sold out so back to tha crib so i can check this stash aint sure about how much dope i had got a couple keyz in the safe right now weigh it up cook it up then chop it down now im ready to go and pick up my fetti but before i leave tha house i cant dip without grabbin my G'z and my keyz to my brand new V put em in pocket with tha gat to see niggaz pleeze nigga you holla bout freeze put this red dot to ya ass n squeeze now im dippin bac to tha swats with tha 4-4 and a plastic glock turned around and i had to stop couldnt trap swarn it wuz cops standin there n i still aint scared Mac Boney nem must have fled only cops is i fear is tha feds on my car flashin blue n red damn there dey go now its time to dip got tha 4-4 right my hip 9 millimeter wit a extra clip dats what yall niggaz get fuckin round wit TIP bustin at em n cussin at em but aint no shakin em them bullets dat they wuz bustin at me my vest wuz takin em makin dem pigs fall in pain turned around cuz one call my name took a hot one to tha brain yea i died but LONG LIVE THA GAME...
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